I finished The Silmarillion last night. Whew!
It actually picks up quite a bit toward the end once lots of people start getting killed off, and the world gets turned all topsy-turvy. And the very beginning of it isn't hard going either. But the middle... the long, long middle... is a thing of great pain.
Since I've been a slacker and taken my time with the Tolkien, all the rest of my summer reading has been piling up. Now I need to figure out what's next. Too many choices!
- Mood: accomplished